My baby napped a mere 45 minutes today. It is near-blizzard conditions outside with blowing snow and winds that are knocking stuff over. I have seven loads of laundry to fold and put away. Yes, I said seven. Anna has decided that it's super cute to talk in baby-talk. All.the.time. The tips of my fingers and toes are splitting because of the dry air. I have a house to clean and organize before we leave on our trip Saturday morning. Not to mention the inevitable packing. And probably even more laundry.
Is there a bright spot to my day? Maybe not yet...but there will be in about 3 hours when I walk into my bedroom, flip on my lamp, turn on my heating pad, and see this.
Sometimes, all you need is one little bright spot to make the day okay.